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oh cmon guys, pegging is like one of the most vanilla sex things I can think of.
It's literally just a girl boning a dude in the ass with a strap on.
Hmm... what's more plain than vanilla? I think I might be that flavour.
oh cmon guys, pegging is like one of the most vanilla sex things I can think of.
It's literally just a girl boning a dude in the ass with a strap on.
Well, everyone has their limits. Seems like it isn't just to your wife's tastes. At least you two seem happy together!
Haha pie guy is amazing. Is pegging what I imagine it is? Sounds painful
Frozen sugar with no cream.Hmm... what's more plain than vanilla? I think I might be that flavour.
I don't know if I would call it the most vinilla.oh cmon guys, pegging is like one of the most vanilla sex things I can think of.
It's literally just a girl boning a dude in the ass with a strap on.
It must be the year before because I read last year's post and I didn't know about pegging (I mean, I knew that existed, just I didn't know its name).I swear we covered the pegging thing in depth last year or the year before...
Yeah, it isn't a big deal, but I found the word "pegging" and I googled it because I didn't know what it meant. It was the surprise because I wasn't expecting THAT.oh cmon guys, pegging is like one of the most vanilla sex things I can think of.
It's literally just a girl boning a dude in the ass with a strap on.
I'm kinda amazed by the amount of people that don't know this.
It is just this.
I don't know if I would call it the most vinilla.
What's the kinkiest thing you can think of? Got something in mind? Good. Whatever that 'kinkiest thing ever' you're thinking of is, it's the most plain, vanilla thing to me.I think pegging is more common than people think.
Nanako deepthroating a horse with tentacles and diarrhea? Man, you're sick.What's the kinkiest thing you can think of? Got something in mind? Good. Whatever that 'kinkiest thing ever' you're thinking of is, it's the most plain, vanilla thing to me.
There's a nice girl I've been kind of going out with, a colleague at work but she got transferred to the office closer to central, was super fun to work with, we've had a couple dates nice girl super funny and just really fun to be around, never didn't have a good time with her.
So yesterday I she tagged me in a pic and I noticed something it got a shit ton of likes, like 10x the amount I've ever gotten, her facebook profile and it's pretty normal, except her likes. Her shit gets so many likes, it's crazy, like 88-184 likes on just a boring ass photo of the family, or a picture of her just awkwardly standing in front a fence.
She's not even super pretty or anything, she's attractive but pretty normal looking I didn't get it.
So I checked out the people that were commenting the most, they're all people from where's she's originally from, and they're the exact same! Some boring looking guy has like 88 likes for sitting on a barstool, this one woman had 4 difference photos of her standing next to a boring ass plant with no expression with like 40 likes each.
Like is it some big family circle/neighborhood that loves facebook or something?
I dunno either way it really weirds me out, the fact that all these people I don't know are seeing and liking a photo I'm a major part of and judging me, I guess this is how it feels to be a boyfriend at a family reunion or something.
Like it just makes me feel really uncomfortable, even ignoring the me part, like how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes? Just thinking about it I get like an odd feeling in my upper chest/throat, I don't think I'll be able to really see her anymore.
Not really a confession I guess, just something I needed to get off my chest, that I've been really thinking about and I saw this thread, thanks.
how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes?
Hey, he challenged me, and according to him, that's just vanillaThere a things that don't ever need to be said or written out
The post above me is one of those things
There's a nice girl I've been kind of going out with, a colleague at work but she got transferred to the office closer to central, was super fun to work with, we've had a couple dates nice girl super funny and just really fun to be around, never didn't have a good time with her.
So yesterday I she tagged me in a pic and I noticed something it got a shit ton of likes, like 10x the amount I've ever gotten, her facebook profile and it's pretty normal, except her likes. Her shit gets so many likes, it's crazy, like 88-184 likes on just a boring ass photo of the family, or a picture of her just awkwardly standing in front a fence.
She's not even super pretty or anything, she's attractive but pretty normal looking I didn't get it.
So I checked out the people that were commenting the most, they're all people from where's she's originally from, and they're the exact same! Some boring looking guy has like 88 likes for sitting on a barstool, this one woman had 4 difference photos of her standing next to a boring ass plant with no expression with like 40 likes each.
Like is it some big family circle/neighborhood that loves facebook or something?
I dunno either way it really weirds me out, the fact that all these people I don't know are seeing and liking a photo I'm a major part of and judging me, I guess this is how it feels to be a boyfriend at a family reunion or something.
Like it just makes me feel really uncomfortable, even ignoring the me part, like how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes? Just thinking about it I get like an odd feeling in my upper chest/throat, I don't think I'll be able to really see her anymore.
Not really a confession I guess, just something I needed to get off my chest, that I've been really thinking about and I saw this thread, thanks.
That's.... Kind of awesome bruh. Maybe she has a big family (like another poster said) or she has alot of friends. There's nothing wrong with it. Maybe they are challenging each other or something for some fun.
Or maybe she's addicted to social media and is using him to get likes.
I swear we covered the pegging thing in depth last year or the year before...
Like it just makes me feel really uncomfortable, even ignoring the me part, like how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes? Just thinking about it I get like an odd feeling in my upper chest/throat, I don't think I'll be able to really see her anymore.
I would only say or think this once and once only (or in this case, type, and even *this* has taken me a few tries). And I also feel ashamed because it's not dark or as "juicy" as GAF usually likes these to be, but it's still a weight on my conscious....
Sometimes I feel that if my mother were dead, nothing of value would be lost and life would only get better.
She's useless. She does nothing, n-o-t-h-i-n-g, and still manages to complain and put the rest of my family down. She's a hoarder who moves from bed to couch for 95% of the day. Our house is disgusting (boxes, dirt, and dead bugs everywhere!) and her life's ambition is essentially boiled down to online shopping and the next TV show on. I love her, but I don't like anything about what she chooses to be and she will not help herself (us trying to talk about it leads to hissy fits).
:O
Maybe she has a really big extended family? they know each other and like each other pics? i have no idea dude. That does sound weird, huh?
Damn, that would be a betrayalton. King Gilga post if you're ok.
Have you considered that perhaps all those likes are from facebook accounts that belong to her and her alone?
/plotwist
There's a nice girl I've been kind of going out with, a colleague at work but she got transferred to the office closer to central, was super fun to work with, we've had a couple dates nice girl super funny and just really fun to be around, never didn't have a good time with her.
So yesterday I she tagged me in a pic and I noticed something it got a shit ton of likes, like 10x the amount I've ever gotten, her facebook profile and it's pretty normal, except her likes. Her shit gets so many likes, it's crazy, like 88-184 likes on just a boring ass photo of the family, or a picture of her just awkwardly standing in front a fence.
She's not even super pretty or anything, she's attractive but pretty normal looking I didn't get it.
So I checked out the people that were commenting the most, they're all people from where's she's originally from, and they're the exact same! Some boring looking guy has like 88 likes for sitting on a barstool, this one woman had 4 difference photos of her standing next to a boring ass plant with no expression with like 40 likes each.
Like is it some big family circle/neighborhood that loves facebook or something?
I dunno either way it really weirds me out, the fact that all these people I don't know are seeing and liking a photo I'm a major part of and judging me, I guess this is how it feels to be a boyfriend at a family reunion or something.
Like it just makes me feel really uncomfortable, even ignoring the me part, like how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes? Just thinking about it I get like an odd feeling in my upper chest/throat, I don't think I'll be able to really see her anymore.
Not really a confession I guess, just something I needed to get off my chest, that I've been really thinking about and I saw this thread, thanks.
Hoarder mom
No, I'm going to go watch arrow and then cry myself to sleep and wake up to a new day..
There's a nice girl I've been kind of going out with, a colleague at work but she got transferred to the office closer to central, was super fun to work with, we've had a couple dates nice girl super funny and just really fun to be around, never didn't have a good time with her.
So yesterday I she tagged me in a pic and I noticed something it got a shit ton of likes, like 10x the amount I've ever gotten, her facebook profile and it's pretty normal, except her likes. Her shit gets so many likes, it's crazy, like 88-184 likes on just a boring ass photo of the family, or a picture of her just awkwardly standing in front a fence.
She's not even super pretty or anything, she's attractive but pretty normal looking I didn't get it.
So I checked out the people that were commenting the most, they're all people from where's she's originally from, and they're the exact same! Some boring looking guy has like 88 likes for sitting on a barstool, this one woman had 4 difference photos of her standing next to a boring ass plant with no expression with like 40 likes each.
Like is it some big family circle/neighborhood that loves facebook or something?
I dunno either way it really weirds me out, the fact that all these people I don't know are seeing and liking a photo I'm a major part of and judging me, I guess this is how it feels to be a boyfriend at a family reunion or something.
Like it just makes me feel really uncomfortable, even ignoring the me part, like how can I go out with someone who gets that many likes? Just thinking about it I get like an odd feeling in my upper chest/throat, I don't think I'll be able to really see her anymore.
Not really a confession I guess, just something I needed to get off my chest, that I've been really thinking about and I saw this thread, thanks.
This isn't anonymous either, but I've been wanting to get this off my chest as well.
So I went to this summer school when I was like, 11, not a summer school like going to class, this place had a rock climbing wall and it was sports and shit all day. I was a real big kid in height and weight, and there was this guy Harry, he was older than me, but he was tiny, and he had it in for me for whatever reason. Cos I was so big, he was tiny, and he could turn on the waterworks, he was telling the staff I was bullying him, even though there was no evidence, no marks, whatever.
Anyway, one day he stole all my yugioh cards. And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
This isn't anonymous either, but I've been wanting to get this off my chest as well.
So I went to this summer school when I was like, 11, not a summer school like going to class, this place had a rock climbing wall and it was sports and shit all day. I was a real big kid in height and weight, and there was this guy Harry, he was older than me, but he was tiny, and he had it in for me for whatever reason. Cos I was so big, he was tiny, and he could turn on the waterworks, he was telling the staff I was bullying him, even though there was no evidence, no marks, whatever.
Anyway, one day he stole all my yugioh cards. And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
This isn't anonymous either, but I've been wanting to get this off my chest as well.
So I went to this summer school when I was like, 11, not a summer school like going to class, this place had a rock climbing wall and it was sports and shit all day. I was a real big kid in height and weight, and there was this guy Harry, he was older than me, but he was tiny, and he had it in for me for whatever reason. Cos I was so big, he was tiny, and he could turn on the waterworks, he was telling the staff I was bullying him, even though there was no evidence, no marks, whatever.
Anyway, one day he stole all my yugioh cards. And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
This isn't anonymous either, but I've been wanting to get this off my chest as well.
So I went to this summer school when I was like, 11, not a summer school like going to class, this place had a rock climbing wall and it was sports and shit all day. I was a real big kid in height and weight, and there was this guy Harry, he was older than me, but he was tiny, and he had it in for me for whatever reason. Cos I was so big, he was tiny, and he could turn on the waterworks, he was telling the staff I was bullying him, even though there was no evidence, no marks, whatever.
Anyway, one day he stole all my yugioh cards. And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
Also, I shouldn't have googled what pegging is.
Not really a confession I guess, just something I needed to get off my chest, that I've been really thinking about and I saw this thread, thanks.
As others have said, pegging's not that bad. Getting stuff in your butt feels pretty darn good.
maybe there is gonna be a new study about how all men aren't straight and actually like pegging
"I Like Seeing Girls Get Cream Pies... No, Not Those Kinds."
This isn't anonymous either, but I've been wanting to get this off my chest as well.
So I went to this summer school when I was like, 11, not a summer school like going to class, this place had a rock climbing wall and it was sports and shit all day. I was a real big kid in height and weight, and there was this guy Harry, he was older than me, but he was tiny, and he had it in for me for whatever reason. Cos I was so big, he was tiny, and he could turn on the waterworks, he was telling the staff I was bullying him, even though there was no evidence, no marks, whatever.
Anyway, one day he stole all my yugioh cards. And it was really obvious, but he convinced the staff I was lying, and I got into trouble for accusing him. So he was the top of the climbing wall later that day, and my temper just snapped or whatever, and I knocked him off the top of the wall, and he broke his arm. I didn't get into trouble for that cos I ran away and he was eventually found out to have stolen loads of yugioh cards, not just mine. But I still feel kinda bad about it.
When I was young I lived in a small town and had a best friend that I hanged out a lot with. I wasn't in school with him but I spent most of my afternoons hanging around his house (or him in mine) playing soccer or Nintendo. Everything was awesome till the day my parents told me we were moving, and of course, I had to tell my friends and get my stuff ready. I was almost nine.
A few weeks before I finally moved out, my friend told me to go to his house, and then, to play a game. In the game, we were babies in a big city, trying to pass ourselves as grownups, looking for a job and stuff... and we were naked. We moved and placed ourselves over the other, and had a lot of contact with our genitals, but nothing really looking for anything sexual... but it was somewhat sexual to me, in my mind. I don't remember how long we played, but then we left... and never spoke about it again.
What.
It's me. The Soulfucker.
I hope you've had a wonderful year. It's confessions time again. Time for the bizarre and the awful and the strangely innocent to rear their heads again.
I saw the Trigger Warning confession earlier, it was actually pretty awful and tragic. So I figured now was a good time to chime in again with my usual bizarreness, cheer everyone up. But I don't want to just talk about what weird things I write on a given day, I want to talk about other things I do too.
So today, I think I'll talk about... fetishes. Yes, that seems like appropriately weird and light-hearted territory for this topic, doesn't it?
So let's talk fetishes.
Anyone who's read my prior confessions last year knows that I've indulged in rather strange fetishistic activities in writing form. Interdimensional selfcest and soulfucking to name a few.
I find fetishes in general VERY fascinating, I love to learn more about the little deviancies and kinks people can have. Many communities with their own rules and practices.
Part of why I like to learn is because I'm rather deviant myself, but part of it is also because I genuinely want to learn more about these fetishes and understand them, because I believe that if you can understand people's most deviant and erotic natures, it can serve as a vector to understanding people as a whole a bit better.
So yes. I like learning about fetishes. It's so very enjoyable to me.
What.
What.What.